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You never know how much you love someone until they?re gone.
The silence in your room was ugly. Though I had been in this room numerous amounts of times, agony tore through my heart. Clutching the jean jacket which had been warmed up by the bright sunlight as it had laid across my lap in the car. Today is a beautiful day, bright sun and cloudless azure skies - You would have loved it. You would have been watering the plants right now, because it?s seven o?clock and the sun is dying out. You always said that the plants would burn out if we watered the plants at midday. I looked out of the window to the opposing yellow bricked houses lined up prettily in contrast to the pale blue sky. I?m glad that you?re going to meet God on a day like this. Promise me that you?ll come back soon. I?ll be waiting here with your jacket forever. It smells just like you do and it makes me smile beneath my tears. I can hear heavy thumping footsteps with no power or will to them, and I hastily dry my tears from my face. I want to be strong like you were. Like you always will be. The door creaks open and dad?s head pops around the gap, obvious signs of sadness in his blue eyes, mourning. I know you would have listened in on his speech for you; it was beautiful, never stumbling once upon his words. He told us it was a celebration of your life here on Earth, and all of the wonderful memories you have engraved into our hearts, and it?s true. His tale about how he met you, how your captivating smile, your enchanting laugh, I kept a brave face, though in my heart I was weeping endlessly. You would have told us all to keep our chins up, and for that reason, I know I must be strong. For you, I will keep the smile on my face.
?She?s a beautiful woman whom we are all privileged to be such a great part of her life, Dad.? I say, smiling radiantly, holding the jacket in one hand. His smile is watery and I know he?s on the knife?s point of breaking down. Wrapping my arms around him, he sobs on my shoulder. It takes all my strength not to kneel down and scream.
?Life isn?t fair.? He whispers, sniffling slightly. ?Life isn?t fair.? He repeats, and I hug him again, knowing losing you was burning a hole through his heart. After a few minutes of comforting silence, he breaks away, smiling gently down at me. ?I rudely interrupted your time in her room. Here, I?m going downstairs to see how Alex is doing.? I laugh a little, and he walks away, the heavy thumping footsteps a semi-tone lighter, but I know he?s putting it on. Laying your jacket on the bed, I pick up some of your old worn in wedge-heels. I don?t know why you bought them, because they were so ugly. I smile again at the memory and sit on carpeted floor. The last person who vacuumed in your room was yourself. Unbuckling your wedge shoes? strap, I fasten it onto my own foot and walk around in them. They are a size too big for me. You wore your most favourite flat ballet shoes, the shiny red ones, along with your wedding dress today. As I had peered into the polished mahogany box to see your beautiful face for the last time, your eyes were shut, black lashes feathered onto your soft skin below and you looked peaceful in your sleep, with pale skin and cherry red lips like Snow White.
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